Again I'm so sorry I know it's been two weeks but I had a lot of things to do with school so it was a bit hard to write and then type. This is a pretty long chapter though. I'm verry excited about this one, and yet so nervous... It's the first time I've ever write a graphic thing so I don't know if I've got it right... One of you actually gave me the idea with a review so if you have any sudgestion, I'll see if I'll use it or not. Sorry if there are mistakes, I tried my best to correct them.

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! WARNING CONTAIN AN EXPLICIT SEX SCENE !

Chapter 6 : Going out on a date, and then some...

" Do you mind if we have diner at my place ? I'll cook something, I'm not a great cook, just so you know but I can manage a couple of things. It's not that I don't want to be seen with you... Of course not... Why wouldn't I, you're funny and gorgeous and sexy and..."

"Jack, it's alright"

" I just want to be alone with you and not being interupted by hight squeals every five minutes. I just want you, all to myself"

"Then it's good because I want you, all to myself too. And I plan on using efficiently this private time with you"

Jack and Ianto had been on the phone for more than an hour now, talking about everything and anything. Chemistry just seemed to kicking in, between those two. Their first date was tonight. It was Ianto's last day and then he'll have to go back to Cardiff. Go back to his life... away from Jack... far to away from him.

Jack literally had a battle going inside of his head. One mean voice was shouting at him, saying how soppy and pathetic he was being. And on the other hand, a soft and reasuring voice was saying that he had just found Ianto agin after two long and lonely months and that it was normal that he didn't want to let him go just yet.

"I'm sure you do, naughty boy" Jack laughed.

"Well I never said I knew how to behave" Ianto replied with a low voice "maybe you'll have to teach me, punish me until I learn my lesson" he continued.

Jack gulped loudly. God, what Ianto could do to him. He groaned as a certain part of his anatomy twitched with interest. Ianto laughed when he heard the frustrated man.

" Ianto if you don't plan on having sex phone then just... stop please" Jack said.

"My My, are you pleading here ?" the Welshman replied, emphasising his accent.

"Ianto, shut up !" Jack cried hopelessly.

"Why, your stamina wouldn't take it ?"

"Ianto if you don't stop talking with that deep throaty voice I'm gonna hang up"

"Speaking of deep throating things..."

BIP-BIP-BIP

Jack had actuall hung up ! Ianto laughed laying in a comfy bed in Tosh's spare bedroom. He tried to call again but Jack wasn't answering so he thought that maybe texts would work.

"Ianto : Come on Jack, pick up *pleading eyes*

Jack : No ! Not when you're using that voice !

Ianto: You love that voice, you know it, I know it. Don't bother trying to deny it.

Jack: Okay I love that voice but I can't appreciate it... now.

Ianto : Why ?

Jack : Well you don't want Gwen to find me wanking in her office, do you ?

Ianto : I'm no so sure she would mind...

Jack : God you're worst than me ! You fool everyone with that innocent boyish face but you're a sex craved devil inside actually

Ianto: Shush ! I'm not broadcasting it, don't blow up my cover.

Jack :Well I could blow something else... Playing spy, are we Jones ?

Maybe we could take that little role play under the covers...

Ianto: Who's messing around now ?

That would be my please though, literally.

Jack : Ahah. You wish ! Sorry, I'm not sexting with you sunshine... Well at least not now...

Ianto : Why ?

Jack : Take off that puppy face, will you ? I can see it from here and it's not working.

Ianto: Really ? *bating eyelashes*

Jack : Yes.

Ianto: Damn...

Jack laughed.

"Well at least someone is happy today" Gwen said walking in her office, smiling fondly at Jack's dreamy grin. " Not messing around again, are you ?" She asked.

"Not just texting with Ianto" he replied absently, taping at his phone;

"Jack: Sorry gotta go. Behave until tonight and maybe you'll get a reward. ;)

And take off that pout too or I'll have to kiss it off your face.

Ianto: Then maybe I should just continue pouting ;)...

Have a good day and say hello and thanks to Gwen for me please. I own her a lot.

Bye."

"Ianto huh..." she chuckled.

"Yeah we met two months ago and again yesterday."

"And I suppose you had a good night..."

"Well... yeah we slept together the first night but not yesterday. I know how to be a gentleman thank you very much." he replied dryly.

"Are you gonna see him again ? I guess you will knowing that you saved his number."

"Yes. Tonight."

"Well he must be very good then" she said sitting behind her desk.

"Why do you all think he's just a shag ?! For christ sake, am I that bad ? Why do you always think all I care for is sex !" he yelled.

Gwen was taken aback by Jack's outburst. Usually he would just reply something funny or outrageous to those kind of thing? Why was he so upset ? She wanted to apologize but he didn't let her the time.

"So that's what you all think, isn't it ? You, Owen, who's next ? Tosh ? Martha ? The Doctor ?! Is this what you all think about me ?" he roared.

"Hey Jack I didn't want to upstet you okay ? I know that you don't care just about sex , I know you, you're a good man. But you've never given us the impression that you wanted something serious. I know you had those... flings... before but... you've never said that you've had serious relationship before. Have you ? Ever had serious relationship before I mean ?" she said softly.

"Of course I have ! I'm not shagging around since I'm a teenager Gwen !" he snapped.

"Jack calm down okay ! I'm sorry. Is that why you and Owen had an argument last night ?"

"Yes" he sighed " But I don't care about that tosser. He can go fuck himself!"

"Jack you don't mean that"

"Yes I do !"

"No you don't" she smiled.

"Okay I don't but he's still a prat"

"Nothing new here" she chuckled. "So tell me about Ianto, I want to know every single detail." she continued sitting on the couch, inviting Jack to do the same.

"Well you've heard him sing... and you've seen him, he is hot" he laughed sitting beside her.

She chuckled, she had never seen that look on Jack's face, apart from when he was talking about his dog. (That sounded strange but it was a good point for Ianto). That fond epression, those tiny sparks in his eyes as he talked about Ianto. He looked like an enamoured teenager. It was so cute and yet so confusing.

"We have to call Malcom from comunication, set up a few things with the press and..."

"Gwen, no." he cut her off. "I don't want the press to know just yet" he continued.

"But I thought it was a serious thing Jack..." she replied, confused.

" Exactly, I don't want people to think that's just another affair. That he is just another notch on my bedpost. I want it to last and I know how much paps and the whole celebrity thing can messed up a relationship. I don't even know if he wants the same thing." he argued.

"Okay but we'll have to come to that eventually. If you both decide to be together, we'll have to plan things okay ? Just say the word and I'll have everything setted up" she smiled, squeezing his hand gently.

"I know you mean good Gwenn and I know I'll always be able to relie on you but I don't want this to be about agent, management or comunication's staff. I can deal with this on my own." he squeezed her hand back.

"Okay" she said. "Well, work to do now" she said.

'God today is going to be a long day...' he thought.

"Okay... the wine is in the fridge... the table is set... the pasta are ready... the tomatoes too..." Jack thought out loud, trying to guess what wansn't ready for the date.

"Everything is tied up...well as clean as I can manage... Myfanwy is at Gwen's and I'm...NAKED ?" Jack screamed, looking down on himelf.

In his stressed and hurry state he hadn't realise he had jumped from the shower to the kitchen, his hair still dropping, without getting dressed and was now wandering in his flat, muttering to himself like a madman, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Shit" he exclaimed, running to his bedroom, opening his wardrobe with absolutly no idea of what to wear.

He runned back to his kitchen, picking up his phone and dialling the number of the only person who could help him. Tosh. But what he didn't know, was that a well known welshman had suffered from the same crisis an hour or so ago.

Ianto had stayed, looking blankly at his spread clothes on his bed, for half an hour before calling Tosh to his rescue. He wasn't ready and hadn't packed knowing he would go out on a date with the sexiest and most stylish man of Britain.

"Tosh I need your help" Jack said as a greet.

"Let me guess 'You don't have anything suitable to wear and you're gonna look like a fool in front of the sexiest and most stylish man of Britain'." she chuckled.

"Yes that's it, you're brilliant. How did you guess" he replied his stressed brain far too slow to understand what she meant.

"Well lets say I handled that same situation about an hour ago" she laughed from his lack of deduction.

"Oh..."

"Oh, indeed" she smiled.

"Help me, please" he pleaded.

" God men, you lot are worse than women sometimes. You should wear the same thing you wore for that interview with the BBC america, last week." she said.

"The black T-shirt with tight deep blues jeans ?"

"Yes you looked awesome. And those jeans..."

"Tosh, you naughty girl, were you leering at my arse in tight jeans ?" he laughed.

"No, but I bet you want Ianto to do so" she replied laughing softly.

"Ah Toshiko Sato, you know me so well"

"That I do"

"Thanks Tosh"

"No worries, Hurry up though, Ianto is already on his way."

"Okay, thanks my little spy" he replied.

"Oh wait... What is he wearing ?" he said as she was about to hang up.

"Believe me you want it to be a surprise" she replied with a mysterious tone.

'Okay, that's it. Breath in, Breath out' Ianto thought as he stood in front of Jack's door.

Mr. Vanston had said that he expected him. He seemed to be a good man and Ianto had loved his suit, it was an Armani after all. The older man had let him in without asking questions and had led him to Jack's flat. In the elevator, the conversation had been brief but easy and instructive, they had talk about good tailors in town and Ianto had actually kept the names in head, just in case.

But now that Ianto was in front of the door he started to feel a bit nervous 'Come on... it's just a date...with a world known actor...right...no big deal at all'. He sighed before knocking at the door. Soon it opened and he was greeted by a very good looking Jack. The actor had a huge grin on his face, anxiety clearly readable in his expression though.

"Hi !" Jack said. 'Oh god he's gorgeous, try not to drool Harkness, you're gonna scare him off'

"'Ello" Ianto smiled. 'Close your mouth, Jones, try not to look to stuned for God sake !'

"Come in".

Ianto walked into the flat, as he turned around towards Jack he caught him staring at his arse. ' Tosh was right', he thought smiling.

The japanese woman had convinced him of wearing a deep blue T-shirt with the first buttons undone, black leather boots, black leather jacket, deep blue jeans with a small necklace and a black studded belt. She had said he looked like a Rock Star.

"You look stunning Ianto" Jack said, not at all embarassed by being caught staring. 'Only enjoying the view' he thought.

"You don't look too bad yourself" Ianto teased leaning in to kiss his cheek.

"Cheeky bastard" Jack sighed softly. " Come on" he continued, leading Ianto in his flat, to his lounge.

Ianto must admit that Jack looked bloody awesome. Tight jeans... very tight jeans. 'God hi arse looks good enough to eat' he thought trying his best not to jump on Jack, rip off his jeans and fuck him against the hallway hall. Not that Jack would mind anyway. But he was looking forwards to this date. He wanted more than sex, as fantastic as it was with Jack. One night (but definitivly not one time) had been enough to see that Jack was... Talented...hightly talented.

"So how was your day ?" Ianto asked.

"Pretty good" Jack replied "We planed interviews, photo shoots, those kind of thing... What about you ?" He continued pooring wine in two glass, joining Ianto on the sofa.

"Fantastic. Spent most of the day in bed with Tosh."

Jacl chocked on his wine. "what ?!" he asked.

Ianto burst out laughing, gently wiping drops of wine off Jack's chin with his thumb.

"Watching movies and gossiping. Spent most of the day in bed with Tosh watching movies and gossiping. I think it's pretty obvious that I don't swing that way" he chuckled.

"Oh okay" Jack chuckled embarassed, soon changing the subject " Are you hungry ? I'm starving, why don't we eat?" he said walking to the kitchen.

" Yes" Ianto replied getting up. "What did you cook ?"

" Don't get your hopes too high, Jones. I'm not much of a cook. But this is something I learnt from a french friend. Fried tomatoes in olive oil with thyme and pasta." Jack replied stirring the pasta, slowly heating them up on the kettle.

"I'm sure it will be good" Ianto replied, stepping behing Jack, wrapping his arms around his middle.

"Using that low voice again, aren't you ?" Jack chuckled.

"Hum..Hum" Ianto hummed, nuzzling Jack's neck.

"You do realise that if you keep doing that we're not going to eat soon" Jack said looking at their reflection in the window in front of them.

"And that's a problem ?" Ianto asked, pressing kisses on the warm skin he found.

"Well just so you know, I'm very grumpy when I'm hungry. For your own sake, maybe we should eat first." Jack said, a cheeky smile on his face.

"Yes maybe we should" Ianto sighed, taking a step back.

"Oh don't pout, you look like a lost puppy" Jack laughed turning toward Ianto.

"I thought you said you'll have to kiss it off my face if I was pouting..." Ianto replied with a childish voice.

"Must keep my words then" Jack replied, gripping the lapels of Ianto's jacked, drawing him in a breathtaking kiss.

"We are hopeless" Jack laughed turning back to the food.

"That we are"

They ate joking and talking about everything. Ianto didn't know why but he felt so comfortable with Jack. Not only was he at ease with him but he also felt so confident like he could have the world at his feet if he wanted. Not that he did though.

They were sitting in the couch, drinking wine. The evening had been good, brilliant, but Ianto couldn't wait anymore. He wanted more.

He took Jack's glass out of his hand and put it with his own down on the coffee table. Jack looked at him quizzically as he took his shoes off. The Welshman climbed on his lap, bringing his hands on Jack's face, caresing his cheekbones with his thumbs.

"You ate ?" Ianto asked.

"Obviouly" Jack chuckled.

"So you're not gonna be grumpy ?"

"Nope" Jack smiled.

"Good" Ianto said before kising him.

Jack sighed in the kiss and closed his eyes. His hands traveling up from Ianto's waist to his shoulder. Bringing him closer, titling his head, Jack let himself lost in the sensations. The feeling of Ianto's touch, Ianto's lips and tongue againts his. This felt so good and yet it wasn't enough.

Jack brought a hand to Ianto's face, cupping it. His other arm wrapped itself around Ianto's waist bringing him closer if that was even possible.

Everything apart from them disappeared. They weren't, Ianto Jone, coffee barista, struggling to become a singer and Jack Harkness world known actor hidding behind fake smiles and outrageous innuendos, anymore. They were just Jack and Ianto, Ianto and Jack. No mask, no playing hide and seek. Just them, it was beautiful... And incridibly hot.

They kept kissing and kissing. They didn't want to stop. They had to breath though. They both cursed the human needs and reflects in unison. Eventually they broke apart, panting for that bloody air, eyes still closed, foreheads touching. As much as kissing was enjoyable, thay had to keep going, those two months had been far too long and lonely, stoping now would be too frustrating.

Ianto pressed his lips to Jack's pulse point, sucking and biting the skin he found there. Jack's left hand twisted and griped his hair a his breath hitched in his throat. His other hand lifted the bottom of Ianto's T-shirt and carressed the skin underneath it. Tracing every muscles with the tip of his fingers. He let his fingers wandered up on Ianto's back, lifting the fabric on their journey.

Even caught up with is task of covering with is lips every inches of Jack's skin he could reach, Ianto seemed to understand Jack's urge. He lifted his head just long enough to let Jack the time to take off his T-shirt completely. Then he put hi head back in the crook of Jack's neck. They were like magnets , they couldn't tay away from each other. A strange force always seemed to bring their body close again. They couldn't fight it and didn't want to.

As Ianto dropped a hand on the front of his trousers and rubbed it, Jack thought it was time to take charge. He gripped Ianto's hand stilling it. The young man looked up confused.

"Wh.." He tried to asked but Jack silenced with a finger on his lips.

"Bed" Jack smiled.

Ianto smiled back, kissing the digits but before he could lick it, Jack withdrown his finger.

"Now" he laughed at Ianto's pout. " You'd get to lick anything you want there" he added.

They laughed as they fumbled to Jack's bedroom. They couldn't keep their hands or lips off each other, making the journey quite difficult. Once there, Jack pushed Ianto onto his bed, he took off his shoes and socks, soon covering Ianto's body with his own. Their lips met again. The kisses were messier as they let passion taking over.

"Off, everything off" Ianto panted.

Jack sad on Ianto's legs, taking hold of his belt unfastening it while pressing tiny kissed on his chest. Ianto did the same, satting up, shakings hands trying to open Jack's jeans. Jack chuckled, bating his hands away doing it himself.

"Nervous ?" he asked, smiling.

"More like excited." blushed Ianto, kissing Jack's neck again; hidding his redening face there.

"Hope so" Jack cried out at Ianto bited his skin a bit too hard.

"Sorry" the Welshman mumbled kissing and licking gently the reddenin mark

.

Jack pushed him back into the mastress, taking off his jeans and pants, kissing the skin on his legs as it slowly appeared. Ianto looked back at the celling, enjoying Jack's ministration. He heard his belt fall on the floor and sharply looked down at Jack with that look that meant 'What the hell do you think you're doing ?' Jack was currently trying to take his socks off ticklishing him in the process.

" What ? A naked man with socks is not sexy" he protested. 'Ticklish ? Good to know' he thought.

Ianto chuckled dragging him back onto the bed by his belt loop. The need of touching Jack's skin was becoming urgent and that bloody dashing man was wearing far to many clothes. He pulled at Jack's T-shirt, wanting to feel his skin against his, against his lips and tongue, wanting to taste him. Jack took it off and threw it away not caring where it landed. They both tried to ease Jack out of his jeans, chuckling as the tight fabric stuck on Jack's thigh. He sat next to Ianto to take them off.

" What were you thinking when you chose those jeans ? How do you even get in them ?" Ianto asked astonished.

"Well you weren't complaining earlier."

"Yeah you're right they fit your arse perfectly" Ianto said a dreamy look on his face.

Jack laughed, regaining his previous position on top of Ianto. Taking the young man's hands and setting them on his own arse. The Welshman squeezed it, earning a soft moan from Jack.

" Feel much better now though" he said, grinding his hips against Jack's, again winning a moan as their hard on rubbed against each other.

Jack was kissing his way down Ianto's chest, stoping on his right nipple, taking it in his mouth. His left hand cupped Ianto and the Welshman couldn't supress a whimper at the both stimulations. He let his left hand settled between them too, stroking Jack through his pants. He pushed the fabric off Jack's butt, his hand finally on his tan skin.

"I said everything off, that included this too" Ianto panted, pushing down Jack's underway down a bit further.

Jack bite hard on his nipple, ignoring Ianto's demand and smiling as the young man breathed heavily. Ianto grabbed Jack's head with both of his hands. Bringing his face to his, he kisse him hard and deeply, letting go of two months of frustration.

He rolled Jack so he was on top of him, pinning his hands above his head, his body to the mastress.

"Taking charge I see" Jack said trying to seat up to kiss him but he couldn't as Ianto held him down.

"You weren't doing the right way, kissing his way across Jack's body to his crotch.

Jack was about to reply but Ianto tore off his pants and took him in his mouth, silencing any complains he could have come up with. Ianto was definitively doing it the right way.

"Ianto" Jack panted "Don't tease please"

At this stage Jack was a whimpering mess. All the sounds that left his mouth were either moans or half pronounced pleads. Ianto new he couldn't, wouldn't take much more but didn't want to stop, he was quite enjoying teasing Jack.

"More...Ianto...please" Jack begged, pulling on Ianto's hair wher his hands had tangled in minutes ago.

Finally Ianto let go with a wet 'pop' sound. Jack retrived a small bottle of lube from underneath the pillows and handed it to him. He soon complied with Jack's request. As much as teasing Jack was fun it was becoming some kind of a torture for him too. He kissed jack passionately, setting between his legs, he knew Jack wouldn't need much preparation but he didn't want to risk harming him.

Soon the room filled with loud gasps and moans as Ianto entered him.

He settled in a hard and fast pace, knowing that they both couldn't hold on anymore. Jack firmly wrapped his legs around Ianto's backside, bringing their body even closer. He buried his head in Ianto's neck, biting on the skin, moaning his name, his hands griping Ianto's shoulder. Chests and stomachs were plastred against each other, that simple friction on his cock brought him over the edge, bringing Ianto to his own climax as he clinched around him.

The Welshman fell onto Jack's chest, his head other Jack's fast beating heart. They were both catching their breaths. Jack wrapped his arms over Ianto, not wanting to let go just yet. He petted Ianto's hair tenderly and chuckled.

"Shame I was too drunk to remember how fantastic it must have been the first time, really"

"Yeah I don't know how I could have forgotten this detail" Ianto laughed, looking up at Jack's eyes.

Jack smiled, kissing him gently carressing his back, the skin where his nails had sank in painfully. After a couple of minutes he rolled his hips slowly and Ianto chuckled, kissing Jack's chest where his head was resting one.

"God you have a hell of a good stamina for a man of your age"

" Of my age ? Are you calling me an old man ?" Jack cried out.

" Well..." Ianto trailed off.

"I'll teach you ! Look what the old man can do" Jack growled.

He unfolded his legs from Ianto's back using them as support to roll them both on the bed. He settled on Ianto and started to ticklish his sides. Ianto giggled and tried to wiggle free.

"Okay Okay, I take it back you're not an old man" he said breathlessly.

"Much better" Jack laughed.

However he started to roll his hips against Ianto's again, a cheeky grin on his face.

"Ready for another go ?" he asked, bringing their hardening cock together.

"I'm game if you are" Ianto panted before dragging Jack in a breathtaking kiss.

Later, after a third and last round of exhausting sex, they were both starting to drift off to sleep. Iato had to go though. He had to go back to Tosh's, pack and go catch his train in the morning. He looked at Jack. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slow and regular. He sounded and looked asleep. Ianto tried to extract himself from Jack's embrace but no sooner did he put his feet on the floor that arms were wrapped around his waist and a chin settled on his shoulder.

"Were you trying to sneak out on me, " Jack asked playfully, his voice was sleepy though.

"I'm sorry but I have to go " Ianto replied turning his head to look at Jack's pouty expression over his shoulder.

"No you don't, stay. Please"

"Jack.. I"

"Stay you have to stay so you can have the privilege of eating the special and yet delicious Jack Harkness breakfast. You stay, there is no question here. I'll wear you out if I have to." Jack cut him off , kissing and sucking on his neck to prove his point.

" So I don't have the choice ?" Ianto said, setting back under the covers.

"No you don't" Jack miled, gathering him in his amrs.

"Right guess you're holding me hostage then, I can't go"

"Yes, that's it, you're my prisoner" Jack chuckled " And you're loving it" he kissed him gently on the lips before setting back against the pillows.

Ianto watched him fall asleep before setting his head on Jack's chest. He closed his eyes, sighed happily and let Jack's steady beating heart rock him to sleep.

Jack groaned as his alarm clock made him jump awake. He was supprised and a bit disapointed to see that beside him wasn't laying a warm and beatiful body but a note. He looked around the room, only his clothes were laying on the floor and a coffee mug was sitting on his nightstand. He picked it up carefully and brought it to his lips, tasting carefully the fuming liquid.

His eyes went wide, this was definitely the best coffee he'd ever drunk !

"Heaven" he sighed out loud.

He picked up the note and smiled as he saw it was from Ianto.

" Jack,

Sorry I had to go to pack my things and to the station.

I'm afraid we'll have to post-point that breakfast but I'm holding you to it.

Hope you found the coffee still hot, I thought you might need it after that night... ;)

We are definitively catching up Jack Harkness.

Have a good day.

PS: I hope you're not to sore and if you are...well... oops ? :)

Thanks for last night it was perfect.

Ianto J. x"

He laughed, he was sore indeed but he didn't care. It was totally worth it. He fall back against the pillows, enjoying his coffee and the thought of Ianto Jones.

Today was going to be a good day despite Ianto's leaving.

TBC

So what did you think about this ? Is it crap ? Is it too fluffy ? Please just tell me I'm dying here...